"There's dinner and it's a party. I believe that does satisfy both elements for a dinner party," she answered, trying not to laugh at Percy's tone. "I believe we have enough Aurors here to take a report."
She groaned at the answer. "Why in heaven's name would you care? You're a boy." She looked at Percy with confusion in her face. What was wrong with these Weasleys? "He'll never get a decent job... not that he cares because he's George's son, but really doesn't he know that people look at him and just see a weird, immature child?" She decided that asking Percy was easier than trying to get an explanation from the strange child.